Gammal dikt som jag aldrig riktigt vågat skriva förut.
Den är ihopsatt på den lilla kunskapen engelska jag har.
Och den är 10 år gammal....
You can't put your arms around what's already gone.
(''You used to kiss like no one had done before
And your taste turned me on
Now you drive me real crazy just by being born
Cos you left me alone
And you can't put your arms around what's already gone.'')
[Roxette-You can't put your arms around what's already gone.]
I still remember how good you smell.
I still remember how you taste.
Everything about you makes me crazy (still).
Cause I´m not able to forget you or let you go.
You are the one I think about before I go to sleep.
The first I think about when I wake up.
Why is that?
(Somewhere in me, in my bones I somehow know that you are the one.)